Daniel stepped backwards, taken aback by her sudden outburst. "That, I cannot tell you. I only know a few hours before someone's death...and even then, something seems to be blocking the full extent of my abilities."
He looked at the late afternoon sun, the heat of the day cooling as it got later. "I can say for sure you won't die today." But he could tell others would. In the large city of Arca, plenty of people died each day, from old age, disease, accidents. He could feel their lives waning, and it made him sick to his stomach. He would have to learn to control this power...but more importantly, why had it disappeared in the first place?
"Regen, do you really want to know when you're going to die?"